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Last night little Miss Annabee has an explosion of sorts in her diaper as most infants do from time to time. I quickly grab some wipes that are sitting on the couch and have a naked little chubby butt waiting for a diaper. Hmm, none in the tote of baby stuff intended for such items. None on the couch, as rarley do said items make it to the the tote where they belong. I know, the diaper bag of course! (which is actually not a diaper bag, but a school bag). With one hand in the diaper bag scrounging around for a diaper and the other hand holding little Miss Piggy by her ankles, I cannot find a diaper. I finally have to resort to yelling for help for one of the older children to go upstairs where the mother load of diapers are! (Rabbit trail: I have diapers everyehwere, I was blessed with literally over 30 packs of diapers: they are under the bed, under the crib, stacked in the corner, stacked in the closet) After I take care of this whole poopy mess I take my diaper bag and empty it. Is there a secret compartment that these diapers are disappearing?! My diaper bag is so heavy, surely I must have dipaers in here that I overlooked! No. Here are the contents of my diaper bag:

wallet
Desitin
cell phone
lipstick
receipts
Hotel check out
California Baby cream
baby headband
my headband
baby outfit
baby rattle
empty thing of wipes
lotion
3 McDonalds free icecream cards
sunscreen
2 lollipops
1 peppermint candy
1 pack of trident
4 packs of honey
ziploc baggy of change
extra pacifier
nail clippers
half eaten bag of trail mix
stray M&Ms
offering envelope
camera

No diapers and no wipes.